Colors Of The Wind lyrics

You think you own whatever land you land on.
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim.
But I know every rock and tree and creature.
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name.
You think the only people who are people.
Are people who look and think like you.
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger.
You`ll learn things you never knew, you never knew.

Have you ever herd the wolf cry to the blue corned moon?
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grined?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forrest.
Come taste the sun sweet berries of the earth.
Come roll in all the riches all around you.
And for once, never wonder what there worth.

The rainstorm and the rivers are my brothers.
The heran and the otter are my friends.
And we are all conected to each other.
In a circle in a hoop that never ends.

Have you ever herd the wolf cry to the blue corned moon?
Or let the eagle tell you where hes been?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

How high does the sicamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you`ll never know.
And you`ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon.
Or wether we are white or copper skined.
We just sing with all the voices of the mountain.
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind.

You can own the earth and still, all you own is earth untill.
You can paint with all the colors of the wind.
Of the wind.